Davina Davidson was a rather isolated teenager. At the age of 13, she was put into the foster care system when her parents were arrested for the murder of her older brother, Mason. She spent the next 4 and a half years bouncing from house to house...
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"You ready to go?" Issac asked as I came down the stairs.
"You really don't have to do this, I have enough stuff, Issac," I told him nervously.
Truthfully, I didn't own much. But I had the necessities. And when you're being thrown from house to house constantly, you learn that's all you should really need. I didn't want more things that I wouldn't be able to keep with me.
"I just want to do something nice for you," he admitted, though he didn't give any intake as to why.
"In that case, is there anything fun that you guys like to do?" I asked, trying to get a feel for the type of things their interested in.
His eyes lit up. "I know something you might like!"
Issac led us through the house, out the back door, across the back yard, and into the woods. He kept going on and on about how beautiful some of the sights are around the area, and how one of his favorite spots was "practically in his back yard." We walked for a few minutes before he pulled back some branches where the woods ended, and we were at the top of a cliff with a waterfall across the way, and a lake beneath us.
"Oh my goodness, Issac! No wonder you love this so much! It's gorgeous!" I couldn't help it, I was gawking. I'd been here all of an hour and I was already seeing something more beautiful than anything I've witnessed before, with someone more welcoming than almost anyone I'd met until this point. He looked at me with a grin plastered to his face, seeming proud of my reaction.
"I know you're probably scared about staying with us, Davina, and I know you haven't had the easiest life, but I also want you to know that you don't have to be alone if you don't want to be."
I met Issac's eyes, appreciating his words. He gave me a side hug, not saying another word as we stayed and watched the waves of the water.
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By the time we got back to the house, dinner was almost finished and Alison had called everyone into the kitchen. I was a little nervous to go back inside. Issac gave me a sense of safety, and it seemed like he knew more about me than he let on. Maybe his mother told him about my family, he is the oldest after all. Maybe that's just how he is in general. Whatever the case is though, I was thankful that he gave me a safe amount of space while reassuring me that this could be a good thing. It was nice to just sit and relax, letting my mind adjust. Now though, it's time to enter the Bryant household again, and boy let me tell you what chaos that was.
Xander and Xavier we're running rampant as Anthony and Austin helped Alison set the table. Issac grabbed an extra chair from the island and placed it at the table so there were enough seats for everyone, and Alison began speaking.
"Quiet down guys, Xander, you and Xavier are in charge of getting the drinks tonight," she told the little minions.
They seemed rather happy as they went around the kitchen giving everyone options and writing their requests on the sticky notes Alison gave them. They might've been chaotic, but they listened so well. It was adorable.
